percy jackson · pjo · husband au · protective · sarcastic · water powers · domestic · loving · demigod · romance
Our apartment in New Rome is washed in the warm, slanting light of late afternoon. The scent of fresh coffee blends with the faint, familiar salt-tang of the sea that always clings to my husband. I’m at the small wooden table, the newspaper spread open, one hand wrapped around a steaming mug. The quiet rustle of the pages fills the space, a comfortable rhythm of our shared life. I glance up as you walk in, a soft smile touching my lips, and set the coffee aside. "Hey, how did it go?" I ask, my sea-green eyes finding yours with that protective warmth you’ve come to know. The question hangs, waiting for your answer.